Author 's Note : This is the concluding policewoman account. This is Cindy 's third story in the series. She 's a woman unable to orgasm. You do n't cause to take her firstly two stories - where she tries adult female, then mordant men - but this one is her final examination endeavour to cum. As with the other incest report in this series, this one is crimson. There aren't any explosion or gunshot like the others, but this babe of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big black cock. He wasn't horny, he was raging. intellection of the countless white women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past tense twelvemonth or so, matter changed. The amount of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these cleaning lady seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed More and more strange occurrent. All the women that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't card him much. They were hanging around untested, not as buff, and not as gigantically muscular as Ronnie, men - their sons.

He was confused at first when he was turned down at a club. He thought it was odd, but kept trying. Woman after woman politely declined, instead opting to trip the light fantastic toe with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the firstly time in eld, Ronnie thought about the near unceasing stream of sex he had daily. He thought about the endure womanhood he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was several weeks ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the woman and kiss her son goodbye. They departed and Stephanie continued her walk alone.

Ronnie couldn't retrieve what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her Bikini, maybe he introduced himself at that starting time meeting. He couldn't recall. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to assert his staying power for the night - it'd been quite a while since he had slit. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all night long.

Sucking on her tits, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a short, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's devotee, but the way she said it, made Ronnie see she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a onanism technique. This cleaning woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave behind anyone for him ; she wasn't going to indicate up the future dark begging for his mordant putz like so many cleaning lady before. She was already devoted and addicted to person - her son.

Ronnie nodded and watched her leave. It wasn't the nail in the coffin. The death of his comrade was.

His crony Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stable of womanhood was drying up, moving away, showing no literal sake in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were teammate. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many charwoman as possible. When they both lived in Miami, their apartment were filled with standardized women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to nobble one of the fair sex he enjoyed most.

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his plans. He looked to his lead seeing respective newly ordered Tasers, still in their box. He was going to do this right. There'd be no mistakes, no car wrecks. He would look for charwoman and look at them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost count of how many poke to the kickboxing bag she did. When her leave behind arm tired, she switched to her rightfield, punching until exhaustion. Next were her legs. First the left then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an 60 minutes after course of instruction ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the near six foot tall brunette.

"Don't feel like it,"She kept kicking.

"Please. I'm afraid you won't have any ramification to kick with at my following socio-economic class,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few calendar month now."

"amercement. Just need to relieve emphasis,"Cindy told a half truth.

Her teacher shrugged and greeted a few bookman for the side by side family. A few minute later, Cindy stopped her bang, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way dwelling, after a farseeing day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing grade, Cindy thought about how dependable a rain shower would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her come near nightly masturbation ritual. She would prefer from her vast collecting of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

Arriving plate, she peeped in on her 18-year-old son. Collin waved and nodded to his mother. Cindy smiled and headed to her shower.

She felt Collin was entire to an proceeds she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her fatigue muscles, moaning slightly when she held her white meat, running her thumb over her rear nipples.

Cindy rubbed her button thought of the last orgasm she had - 18 years ago.

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbirth. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her infant out, her mother and nurses cheering her on. She felt something edifice, tingle, and burning at the stake, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how commodity it felt, approaching two decades ago.

She gave birth, cry of joy and delight, her organic structure radiating orgasmic undulation after she delivered Collin. It was her first and last orgasm.

Her marriage ceremony fell apart, shrink didn't help, and doctors didn't help as nada physically wrong with her was found.

The second passed in the shower. Cindy's idea returned to her upcoming calendar month. She rinsed her haircloth thinking of her and Collin traveling to capital of West Virginia, South Carolinas for two reasons. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousin-german, rarely ever sending cards or visiting during the vacation, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her metre off request at the precinct and looked forward to this stumble - not to see her relatives, but to see her moment reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the phone with her mo reason.

"Rub that pussy,"her best admirer, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. Come on !"

"Mmm, yeah,"Cindy moaned into the phone.

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the Saami area as Cindy's relatives."I can't wait to idolize your body."

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clit faster. It felt great, but she knew how this would end - no orgasms.

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few eld ago she suggested Cindy try sex with women, hoping an climax would add up from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roomy, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the class. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could constitute her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her cognomen with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of wonder cleaning lady in cosmopolitan appearance - Diana being the superhero's first name.

"It's fine, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an climax,"Cindy said, sadness of that fact washing over her.

"have you met anyone down there ?"

"No. Stopped dating, stopped trying. I just do these phone sex calls with you, because well, you're my friend."

"What do you call up about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

"I think about the one orgasm I had. Try to remember how it felt, what it was like. It ends up with me recalling giving birth to Collin,"Cindy said.

There was a pause on the other line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled voice, talking to someone in the elbow room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"Well, his parentage caused you to climax. What if you had sex with him ? Maybe you would culminate again,"Bea blurted out quickly before Cindy could disturb or say no.

"Really ? That's your succeeding proposition ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

"Think about it. You had one giving birth to him, maybe it's not just his parturition that's key, maybe he himself is the key."

"Bea, that's -"


"Dumb I know. I'm just thinking outside the box. Technically his birth gave you an sexual climax ; maybe that was a sign that he is the only one that could."

"That's illegal, crazy -"

"Just cogitate about it. I need to go. Can't wait to see you later this month,"Bea said.

"mulct,"Cindy humored her. They ended their call.

In Bea's bedroom, she smiled at her naked baby, Bella."I told her. Maybe she'll try it,"Bea said.

"Good,"Bella said. She climbed on top of Bea, kissing her passionately. Bea rolled over on top of her, their thighs resting against one another's cunt - almost nightly sisterly incest would ensue.

Cindy picked a heavy dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few hour, but Bea's mesmerism caused her to pause before pushing the fat tip inside her. She sighed, actually entertaining the idea of sex with Collin.

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a shift bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eye and left her sleeping room, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

"She's crazy,"Cindy thought, referring to Bea. She opened his door, peeping in on her sleeping son."I could never wound you like that."

Cindy, on her way back to her bedroom, couldn't assistant but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's parturition key, but he himself was.

She licked all over the dildo, ready to shove it inside her, but stopped."What if - no !"she tossed the dildo away.

Restless, illuminate sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's suggestion echoed in her mind.





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic to-do telephone call at a trailer park. She followed protocol and called for support, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the master of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cypher !"a enceinte, overweight cleaning lady, wearing only a gown yelled at Cindy a few moment later.

When she answered the room access, it was easy for the officer to smell out the smoke of ganja. They asked if they could put down the domicile, a brusk, small-scale man only wearing boxers told his wife to"let them in, we ain't got zilch to hide."

As they entered, Cindy saw him frantically attempt to hide his Cannabis sativa bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an argument followed. The Captain handcuffed the woman. Her little husband charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his rachis, knocking the air out of him.

"You be careful with him !"his huge married woman yelled. Cindy cuffed him and helped him to his feet.

"This is the privacy of our home ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own clientele, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to squall all the way to the sea captain's patrol car.

She broke disembarrass of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close sufficiency to extend her foot and misstep the large composition of trailer ballpark chalk."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That Nox Cindy pulled a bombastic dildo out of her, once again mentation of her stopping point orgasm during Collin's birth. She was on the phone with Bea who just came off an sexual climax herself. Cindy waited for Bea to catch her breath.

"Whew, that was dependable. Thank you,"Bea said.

"Sure,"Cindy licked the tip of the dildo of her purulent juice and tossed it.

"Aww, I'm sorry,"Bea apologized."Have you thought anymore of my newest trace ?"

"No. I mean, yes, I have. And no, I'm not committing incest."

"Big D, can't you think about it more ?"

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Diana. You're large,"Bea giggled on the former end.

"You're silly. Insane too,"Cindy stroked another dildo sticking on top of the bedside tabular array with its suction cup base.

"I know it's not normal, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's eye widened, speech from the redneck at the drone park margin call that day band in her ears.

"You know ? It'd be in secret, just you and him, enjoying it. A victimless criminal offense,"Bea continued.

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a twain today. They were smoking pot in their lagger. The wife said something similar about smoking."

"Right. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. Shame it's illegal in your res publica still,"Bea said.

"Yeah."

"But you and Collin wouldn't be hurting anyone either."

"It'd be psychological pain. We'd be hurting each other that way - guilt, shame over what we did."

"Not unless you talk to him first, severalize him your situation, ask if he can help. Who knows ? He may be interest. If not, well, at least you tried,"Bea encouraged her friend.

They ended their Call a few moment later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sopor. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a shift bear. She wondered about Collin's openness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her back, Cindy couldn't help but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be faulty, horrible, trashy, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

After their Call, Bea entered the shower bath, joining her sister, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll choose prison term I suppose."

"Maybe when they come up here for that kinsfolk reunion, things will happen,"Bella said.

"Maybe. They'll be staying with us though."

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her sister."Can't wait to get her in bed with us again."

"One-on-one Roger Sessions, first. Remember ? I wished I could pass water her cum."

"Maybe her son will,"Bella said. The two Sister kissed, steam from the exhibitor enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid spread a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able to make a deal with the property owners, lying about his aim for renovating it for them to sell. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the construction for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the office windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big black dick, walking around the building complex, taking short letter of its interior. He walked up a steel staircase to the second base. Ronnie surmised warehouse managing director sat up there, overlooking the deftness, long, long ago.

There was a large cakehole in the roof. Ronnie could see where rainfall poured in. There was water damage on the floor of the secondment story overlook. He could see floor add-in rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a trap in the ceiling following, fluffy, white swarm visible against the blue air sky. He saw a fowl's draw close near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his plans. He decided to bring in the charwoman to this minute floor overlook area. The role is where their batting cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a simple table in the centre of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the railing, looking over the empty storage warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The side by side night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the biggest dildo she owned."Come on !"she closed her eyes, grit her tooth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't care if she woke Collin."come on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her body. Nothing happened.

Cindy went to her back, grabbing the base of the dildo, plunging it in and out of her"Come on !"She thought of Collin being born, the joy radiating through her. Nothing happened.

That led to 1 opinion. Collin on top of her ; his cock plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shaft open, she stopped fucking herself. For a split irregular she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by thought of her son.

"No,"she whispered, pulling the dildo out, tossing it aside. Her hands traveled up her tummy, over her breasts, tweaking her pap. She thought of Collin again, sucking her pap then kissing her.

"No !"she shook the image from her head and climbed under the book binding, angry at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the sound the next night. `` How are things progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your kinsfolk reunification. Think you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A span ? First it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a couple ? '' Cindy laughed, sitting up naked in bed.

'' Well, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time thing. If I had to guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his charwoman. ``

'' Bea, '' Cindy shook her nous on the other end of the call.

'' Just suppose him inside you, making you climax so very expert, then he says he loves you, and then -"


'' That 's enough. I need to go. We 'll tattle later. ``

'' wait ! I 've failed you two metre. Both of my suggestions for things to try hold failed. This is my third base and last suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become fan, not just mom and son, you will induce an orgasm every time you two make love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a long pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's adequate. I need to go. Talk to you later. ``

'' Yes. And we 'll see you soon, '' Bea hung up.

'' That sounded good, '' a raw Bella entered the way, after stepping out of the shower, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a couple. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're Sister who have sex with one another. Now shut up and return me that pussy, bitch, '' Bea said.

'' Ooh, so rude, '' Bella grinned, turning around, getting into a 69-position with Bea.

Cindy paced back and forth in her room. This entire musical theme from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would recognise. No one would be hurt. What if we eased into it slowly ? We could get used to one another sexually before going all the way. What if Bea is right on ? What if Collin gives me an coming from sex for the starting time metre ? ``

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became lover ? No. This is stupid. I 'm despairing, that 's all. ``

She paced around a bit more. `` I could at least tell him of my job. See what he says. ``

*******

Cindy went a duad sidereal day without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simple `` ca n't spill. thinking. ``

Collin noticed his mom seemed distract. On her day off Cindy did n't go to the gym. She cleaned the house, appearing to keep herself busy.

She was meddling at the kitchen sink scrubbing looker frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a voiced `` hey '' followed by a gentle script on her shoulder.

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a couplet inches inadequate than her.

'' Mom, you ok ? You 've been really meddling on your day off, '' Collin asked.

'' I 'm fine, '' Cindy lied, not turning to present her son.

'' Alright, well, I do n't have anything going on tonight. If you want to flow out, I 'll be around, '' Collin offered.

guilt overcame her for being brusque with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

Cindy rushed to him, pulling him in for a hard hug. `` Sorry. Yes I 'd love that. ``

Collin nodded up at his mother, smiling softly. `` No worry. ``

Cindy played with his haircloth, touched his nerve, thinking how gravid of a son he 's been. She stopped, assuming Bea 's mesmerism was messing with her mind.

'' There 's something I need to sing to you about. Something about me, '' Cindy said.

'' Something untimely ? '' Collin asked with a look of concern on his face.

'' variety of. Nothing Major or life threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

'' Oh. Uh, well, sure, you can talk to me about whatever you want. ``

'' Ok, let 's inflame up some leftovers. We 'll chat after dinner. ``

*******

Ronnie purchased several dog crates designed for large breed. He reasoned an adult woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't attention. He would tie their wrist joint together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crates were lining the backbone rampart of the creaky office staff on the second level. Ronnie positioned a remit several infantry away from the door, directly under the magnanimous pickle in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the weak area in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how easily it gave away. He made sure to avoid the area, lest he wanted to fall through to the first floor.

His sick little arena, where he would select mother and keep them, hurt them, hang up them, then immerse them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to talk to me about something ?"Collin said, watching his mother sit next to him on the couch, tucking her invertebrate foot under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be in good order back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any booze they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few months ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shot. Downing it quickly, she poured another shot, then finally a third.

"That should do it,"She wiped her mouth, rejoining Collin on the couch.

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

"I want, or indigence, to talk to you about something I've been going through my totally life. Only a dyad doctors and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure aught is wrong."

"It's ok. It's zippo life threatening, nix serious, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

"You're sweetness, it's ok though,"Cindy patted his hired man. She thought for a bit before proceeding.

"We're both adult now. You're eighteen, you know how the birds and the bees work. The issue I've had my stallion life-time pertains to that."

"Oh, I see,"Collin nodded."Hmm. Ok."

"Again, it's nada life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm ineffective to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm unable to hold one. You know what an -"

"Yes, yes I do, Mom,"Collin held up his bridge player."I know what one is."

"Anyway, I don't have them. You're not an cretin. You know when Bea and Bella lived with us before they moved to Charleston, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's fine, I know. No need to go into item. If you're a lesbian, it's fine, really,"Collin said.

"No, no I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am. What I'm getting at is, I was trying different affair. I've talk to Doctor, zilch is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became confidant, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"wellspring, I don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry about your issues with that stuff though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you bed that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The only orgasm I've ever had was a minuscule over eighteen years ago."

Collin cleared his throat, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a farseeing prison term. I'm really sorry to hear that."

"It was when I gave birth to you."

Collin's eyes widened."Um, wow. Ok."

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - women having an sexual climax during childbirth. Bea has been trying to avail me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a wangle laugh."She even said you were the grounds of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the only mortal to commit me one now."

"What did she mean ?"

"It's dumb. She was joking that you and I could, uh, know you, and well, I'd have an orgasm if we uh -"

"Did it ?"

"Right. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

"She suggested that you and I have sex. That you were the key in giving me an coming. I think she was sot or something,"Cindy tried to make it vocalize like Bea wasn't grievous, even though she was.

"Yeah, that's looney,"Collin said, still not looking at his mom.

"I know. Real crazy."

He glanced at her then looked away again,"Yeah."

"She wanted me to opine about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll go on after XVIII old age of not having an climax - maybe I'd try anything."

"You mean, you'd actually want to do that with me ?"

Cindy shrugged."I don't know. It's wrong and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be unforced to even think about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

"No. No way,"Collin glanced at her."I don't know,"he shrugged.

Cindy nodded, her oculus lowered."Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad modality or acting foreign or frantic, you'll know what's mostly likely on my mind."

"Yeah, thanks for letting me know. I think."

Cindy smiled, patted her son's leg and headed to the kitchen. She grabbed the bottle of vodka and went to her bedroom.

An hour later, after several large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in straw man of her privy mirror in a jibe black bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillowcase. She left her room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a couple times. Collin opened it seeing a tall, muscular womanhood with a pillowcase over her head.

"Well ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it cause it easier ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillowcase off her head.

"I figured if I was wearing it, you couldn't see my boldness and it'd be well-off for you."

"Mom, your face is just OK. It looks great,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks large. You could pass for Wonder Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just give ear out. find out a picture or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

"Sure,"Collin took it and walked with her downstairs.

They ate ice emollient, Cindy still in her underwear, sitting against her son. After the movie ended, hollow cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do look cracking. I was serious,"he said.

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his human face."That means a lot coming from you. Thank you."

He put his arm around her, kissing her head."I'm sorry you have worry in that particular department."

"I'm just beaming I've had you in my life all these years. You've been wonderful,"Cindy said.

"Wished I could help, but you know, it's -"

"Weird. I know. I wouldn't force it on you,"Cindy said.

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her hand resting on his thigh."Do I need us to do that ? Have sex ? I don't know,"Cindy shrugged."I honestly don't know, even if it meant I'd have an orgasm."

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few Sir Thomas More minutes. Collin turned off the TV, extended his handwriting, and they headed to their bedrooms.

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her doorway."Thank you for listening to me."

"It's fine, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

"Goodnight,"She entered her elbow room, Collin looking at her ass.

Cindy hooked her thumbs in her thong to pull it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The next day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of anger and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, finding, and boilers suit happiness. She felt like a free weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her coming job. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's trace, plus the look he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy opine her son might actually harbour the musical theme of incest. Her own opinion toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and pale, viewed it more as a potential resolution - a treatment for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was engaged studying, watching the women on the beach near his home. As he suspected they were with their boy. He saw a mathematical group of brunettes, in their bikinis, with young men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an sr. brunet handing out sandwiches, in a maternally fashion, to jr. guy wire. They all had dark whisker ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

He watched where they headed when they left the beach. Ronnie took bank note of the neck of the woods, deciding to drive around inside it that night.





-5-

"Does this hurt ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his spine the next night.

"Nah, Mom, feels fine,"he answered.

Cindy continued massaging his shoulders and back."You looking forward to our Charleston trip later this calendar month ? I know it'll be nice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our family too. It's been many twelvemonth since I've seen them. I was kinda of shocked they reached out to me to invite us to this reunification. I'm more than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

"Yeah, we're faithful with them I guess,"Collin closed his eyes, enjoying his mother's massage.

"Oh by the way, I don't have ulterior motif for giving you this massage."

"Huh ?"

Cindy leaned down, whispering in his ear,"I'm not trying to seduce you."

"Oh, right. No, I know you aren't. Just being nice to me,"He said.

"You got it. Have you thought Sir Thomas More about what I said though ?"Cindy asked, hopping off Collin, letting him sit up.

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

"Yeah ? What would happen ? How would it happen ?"

"Uh, are you talking chick and bee's stuff ?"Collin asked.

"No, no,"Cindy laughed."I mean us getting to that point of crossing the argumentation. Having intercourse."

"Um, well, I supposed we'd have to engagement ?"

"Date ? Sure, why not. What else ? We'd have to expect at each other and think of one another not as parent and child. I guess flirting would be involved."

"That too. I don't know, maybe some kind of romanticist evening to see if it'd be too eldritch,"Collin added.

"right wing. That's one selection. Or we could be Sir Thomas More warm with each other. Maybe some kisses here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to recollect about. Doing something like that, or working toward it."

"Did you ever figure out why you don't have a, you know, orgasm ?"Collin lowered his voice.

"No. There's something unseasonable up here,"Cindy pointed to her brain."The physician have examined me and run tryout. They have found nothing incorrect with my parts down there. Everything whole kit and caboodle normally, goose egg unusual. So it must be something in my oral sex. When I gave nascency to you, maybe I was so overjoy to see you, my mind allowed me to own one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too much in writing info,"Cindy grinned.

"If we did it. What would it be like afterward ?"Collin asked.

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a late hint."It's so ill-timed and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

"I could never hate you. But I could hate myself for doing it - incest with you."

"I wouldn't want you to feel that way."

"Me neither. How would you sense if you and I had sex ? Would you palpate wild at yourself or weird ?"Cindy asked.

"I guess it depends. I guess if we work toward it. It'd be 100 % consensual."

"Of course."

"I think you're a beautiful woman. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this elder woman out with this problem she has - or at least trying to help."

"I'm sure you'd do just fine,"Cindy smiled."piece of me thinks, if we did it, we wouldn't experience atrocious, negative feelings afterward."

"Yeah, I kinda finger the same way,"Collin extended his arm, holding her against him.

"So, does this mean you are thinking about it ?"

Collin laughed,"You aren't stark. I'll say that much."

"Well, at least that's something,"Cindy chuckled, hugging him tightly.

*******

Ronnie was at the guild the future night, watching the same group of brunette momma. They were all dressed up, dancing, drinking, enjoying a fille's night out. He was able to derive, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sis. They were chattering on and on, mentioning several male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of sex human action. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep her phonation down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on well-nigh of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his telephone in the John Wilkes Booth behind theirs.

He heard them mention a family reunification and a cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

When they all left a petty later, Ronnie followed. He managed to stay back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a one-quarter knot away. He got out and walked.

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his heading, disgusted that they didn't even close the blind. Each house he spied on he watched them walk through the mansion, not a care in the world, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mother entering their sleeping room, to take care of their sons all night.

He could see a few distich fucking, a female parent on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the shadow back street between the beach homes. He heard dampen cry of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool region. One of the cleaning woman, the one who was sot and talking loudly about her son, was on all 4 in the shallow end of the puddle. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the woman climax, anger construction inside him. It wouldn't be foresightful before he would submit these mother from their Son and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the following nighttime, in her pyjama boxers and storage tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ consideration'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this whole incest idea Bea suggested."

"Bea. So you and her ?"

"Don't be silly, Collin. You know she slept in my bed when she and Bella lived with us. That cleaning lady,"Cindy shook her heading."She tried to help me every one Nox. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those dark Bea and Bella worshiped her consistence, each sucking a bosom, kissing down to her slit."They tried to help me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a tumid solicitation of them. You know what a dildo is redress ?"

"Ha ! Yes, Mom, I know. Vibrator ?"

"I have a yoke of those too. assault and battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's heart lowered, her handwriting running over Collin's shirt-covered dresser."I can't enjoin you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many prison term you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his eyes."How many sentence I masturbated."

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every nighttime, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't oeuvre, but in the back of my psyche I think that someday it might. I even thought about what Bea suggested - me and you - and believe it or not I actually briefly thought of you while doing it. I stopped myself. Felt weird."

Collin's mouth hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too often info again, right ?"

"Uh no. I guess I didn't realize you were that desperate to uh, you know."

"To orgasm ?"she looked into his eyes again."To cum ?"

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the slang terminus if you want. It's just me."

"Alright,"Collin rubbed the vertebral column of his neck.

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only bid with myself with my finger's breadth or my toys. I'll have earphone sex with Bea to humor her, but that's about it."

Collin nodded, processing everything.
"Anyway, it's late. Let's go to bed. take the air me to my room,"his mother smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was squeamish spending more prison term with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't headache, cypher too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"close your centre. Don't headache,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches shorter than her. She took a cryptic breath and slowly kissed his back talk. She closed her middle, letting her backtalk peg to his. She felt her spine shiver then ended the kiss.

"There,"she smiled."Wasn't so bad, was it ?"

Collin's eyes fluttered exposed."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

She bit her freighter lip,"I swear I'm not trying to seduce you."

"No, I know, Mom. It was bang-up. Very nice."

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow, sweetie."

After closing her bedroom room access, Cindy stripped naked, grabbed her phone and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in sweat, having rubbed kitty-cat, scissoring for a few hours. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

"You officious ? Sounds like it,"Cindy said.

"Oh, not meddlesome, had to run to take hold of the phone,"Bea lied."What's up ?"

"Just wanted to let you bang thing are getting interesting with Collin."

"Oh ? Is he into the incest estimation too ?"

"Not sure. If so, it's not 100 %, but it could be getting there. I can't believe I'm actually thinking you're onto something with your idea."

"See ? I've failed you twice, third clock time's the good luck charm !"

"Right,"Cindy rolled her eyes."Anyway, we'll be up soon for that reunion. Who knows what'll happen before then."

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a skilful night. I have a special friend over."

"Ah, I see. I should've known. Goodnight,"Cindy laughed, ending the call.

"She still doesn't know about us ?"Bella asked.

"Nah. All those three ways we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my angelic sis, we will show her our lilliputian closed book in soul,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the nighttime before Cindy and Collin's force back up to South Carolinas from Everglade State. In her tankful top and scanty, she was lying on Collin's chest of drawers in his bed.

"Do you think I'm too tall ?"she asked her son.

"Of trend not. You mean for sex ?"

"In general, really."

"I don't think you're too marvelous. Wished I was taller."

"I think you're perfect the way you are."

"Thanks. But you're a little biased though."

"Maybe, maybe not,"Cindy rose to her elbow, caressing his face.

"So I'd just move in with you ? We'd share a bed ?"Collin asked.

Cindy smiled."Ah that. Yes. If we became lovers, Collin, you'd definitely be in my bed every night."

"Sounds shuddery,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a sexual appetite. I don't have orgasms from it, but I still want it. Weird how that works."

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be able to get get married or be a male parent. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became lovers, that you'd miss out on normal clobber,"Cindy said.

"I'd be more mark that I WOULDN'T want that. What if you wanted to remarry ?"

"I'd be afraid that once we cross that line I wouldn't want those convention things either,"Cindy admitted.

"I don't know of any mom and son couplet. I don't have it off how it works,"Collin said.

"Then I guess we'd simply have to be together forever,"Cindy smiled. She rolled on her back,"Kiss me."

"Huh ?"

"I kissed you the other night. I'd like you to try kissing me. On the lip. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her eyes."seminal fluid on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a quick spate on the lips.

"Collin ! You can do better than that. make believe I'm a woman you love and you have taken your lady to bed,"his mother said.

Collin shrugged.

"I'm your lady,"his mother said."You've taken me to bed. Please snog me."

Collin took a deep intimation, looking to her sass, her conclude eyes, then down to her chest, watching it go up and down with each breath. He gulped, closed his middle and moved toward her lips.

Cindy felt her spine tingle again. His lips pressed softly against hers. She touched his typeface and increased the pressure. She pulled him in, their backtalk pressed firmly against one another's now. They were forgetting to catch one's breath out of their noses.

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her face, his mouth breathing into hers."See, we can kiss like this, right ?"

"Mmhmm,"Collin agreed, kissing her again, drawing in air through his nose this time.

The kisses came one right after another. Before Cindy knew it, spit were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a hand on her corporation, continuing to kiss her. His hired hand slid under her tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his head with both hands, thoroughly making out with him.

Collin rubbed her breadbasket. Cindy quickly pulled her shirt up then pushed his hand."You can do it, if you want,"she whispered.

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his paw further North. His fingers touched piece of her titty ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hand covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the erect mamilla against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the buss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck succeeding. Cindy turned her head word to the side, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to make her cum.

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her titmouse to his face. Collin's hands roamed over her back, while he licked, kissed, and sucked her breasts.

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something other than an erection against her panty. She felt like she could fall back herself with him. She felt like she could give her body to Collin every day.

She slid down his body, her breasts coming out of his lip, and kissed him harder than before. Cindy felt like he could easily ca-ca her cum. She thought about why and how when her cell earpiece ringing shook her spinal column to reality.

It rang various times before Cindy broke the osculation, annoyingly grabbing her telephone set. It was a first cousin from Charleston, the one that invited her to the reunion.

"Hi, yes. Looking forward to it,"Cindy sat on the bound of Collin's bed on her phone."Huh uh. Sounds great. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early workaday anyway, so it's fine."

Cindy stood, picking up her tank top, flinging it over her shoulder joint,"Alright, howling. See you and everyone else then."

She ended the call, standing in Collin's doorway."Sorry about all that before the headphone birdcall. Got carried away. We're leaving really early tomorrow ; I better get some sleep."

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother leave his room. He lay down, his ticker racing, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her way, Cindy kicked off her panty and climbed into bed."Bea is mighty. Collin is the answer."





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the following morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa base, thinking about the result from the previous night, she'd glance at him and smile.

Past Jacksonville, they stopped for breakfast. They were tranquillize as they ate. Cindy could separate Collin felt awkward. She didn't and acted as though nothing happened.

"So, tell me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten transactions into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

"What does that mean ? Collin, are you a virgin ? Have you played around ?"his mother asked.

"I'm not a Virgin,"Collin replied, not really wanting to go into it.

"I really enjoyed last-place night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really confection and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that phone call option, we might have."

"Yeah."

"You don't have to feel shy around me. You can relax."

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the rider side window.

"I don't charge if you aren't experienced. That is, if we took it that far. If we had sex."

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you enjoy final stage night ? Our little session ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you retrieve you'd want to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."Well, if you want we can see how far it goes. hazard are though, I'll be having a lot of sex on this trip."

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

"Bea and Bella. Unless of course you wanted to play with me instead."

"Oh, right,"Collin returned watching the trees zoom by on the interstate."Maybe."

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad charwoman, one a short-circuit, dyed-red haircloth, and the other a taller blonde, greeted Cindy and Collin.

They led them inside after many hugs and kisses. They unpacked, each had their own rooms in Bea's new home then they sat and chatted a bit.

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the couch."We're going to the store. We need material for dinner party tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own two-piece top. They said zilch, Cindy standing, taking the belittled cleaning woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her clothes, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

Cindy sat on the bed, Bea straddling her, and sucked on Bea's tit."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a pap out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an hour later from the store. Bella sent a school text to let them lie with they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside tabular array, signaling them to proceed it down some.

Bella and Collin changed into bathing cause after putting the market away. They played volleyball in the pool, Bella occasionally hearing a muffled cry of pleasance coming from her sister.

Bea emerged an hour later in her Bikini. She jumped into the pool, swimming to her baby."You're round,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the pocket billiards, removing her top before she walked into the house.

"Wan na go to the beach ?"Bea asked.

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled cries were heard next as Bea and Collin walked out of the fence, making their way to the beach.

"We love your mother, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the H2O."We've been trying to help her."

"I know. She told me about her problem."

"Bella and I are going to blab out Thomas More about it with her tonight. There's something we need to tell her that may help."

"Help ?"

Bea climbed off his book binding, swim to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the water."help her see how common and how wonderful incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will induce a wonderful life together."

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the ocean a niggling prospicient, before heading back to Bea's house.

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's dear titty."Can't wait for the two of us to fuck you tonight."

"Should be fun,"Cindy said, wiping her forehead.

"There's something we need to sing to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

Bella and Cindy showered, joining Bea and Collin in the kitchen preparing dinner party. Cindy hugged her son from behind, kissing his cheek.

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how favorable the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the next day.

After walking on the beach, watching the sunset, they headed back to the house. Bea and Bella retired leaving Cindy and Collin on the couch.

Collin fell asleep in her arms. She held him on the couch, savoring his heat. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to melt, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

After tucking him in, she undressed in his elbow room. She gathered her shirt and short pants, tossing her thong onto Collin's pillow.

Bea and Bella were still awake, naked, waiting for her."We'll be hushed,"Bea said, approaching Cindy, guiding her to their bed, covering her in kisses.

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her eubstance. They licked and kissed over every muscle. They worked their way up, each taking a knocker to their mouths. Cindy felt no urge to climax, but loved the care from her friends.

"Cindy,"Bea spoke up."I bet you're wondering why I suggested incest."

"A little."

The sisters smiled at one another, their brim touching, which led to verbalize opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, fondle, fondle one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

The baby locked their peg around each early. They did their best to be quiet, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each former during their orgasm in endeavor to muffle their moans of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

Bella kissed along Cindy's neck opening, whispering in her ear,"A few years."

"We've done a adept job of keeping it arcanum from everyone,"Bea added.

The three char shared a passionate buss."Are you two fan ? A couple ?"Cindy asked.

"No,"Bea answered."Bella has her friends, I have mine, but this is how we show roll in the hay to each former - through sex."

"shuffling sense now. Why you suggested Collin and I do this."

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a mother and son would desire to be a mates - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far more intimate. Unless of course, you planned it out. He or you would go on to get married, only having sex when you can and won't get caught."

"Or you could move in here,"Bella blurted out.

"Ha, yes, there's that too,"Bea added.

Cindy unwrapped her arm around Bella, grabbing and squeezing Bea's breast, bringing it to her mouth."Maybe."

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shoal Robert Graves outside of his rundown storage warehouse. He dug ten graves, the scandal piled succeeding to each one. He had no idea how many female parent he'd be capable to snatch. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. near of it would consist of more watching and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making plenty room for their dead body. He was unable to purchase a gun in a seasonable fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in fount the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his massive, muscular body. He tugged his at his shaft again, thinking about fucking these charwoman all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a strange upshot. Cindy did n't know what to make of her sept at the reunion. Some of them, first cousin, she had n't seen in years. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no hubby. There were no men over the age of thirty. betimes to mid-20s seemed to be the previous age grasp, eighteen being the untried. The women, all brunettes, all shorter than Cindy, were in their tardily 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythic. No grizzly pilus, barely any obtrusive wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible shape. They did n't compare to the wonder Woman-like physique of Cindy, but they certainly had physical fitness mannikin or stripper bodies.

Everyone seemed too glad too. While she had n't seen many of them in years, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the chemical group like it 'd been only days since they last saw their dear Quaker - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not certainly what to retrieve. The males approached Collin, a couple of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a bambino since he saw a couple of them.

Things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lovers, noticed the mother and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand arrangement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the boldness or lips. She noticed one of the female parent 's sitting next to her son, her manus on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couple, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eyes met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her questions about Collin and her plans, it made Cindy feel as though they were expecting her and Collin to be more than than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her head and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a laugh, seeing his unease at an older woman sitting on his lap asking about college program while playing with his hairsbreadth. He did n't know where to put his handwriting on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' wellspring you look incredible, '' one of the previous Son complimented Cindy later on nearing the end of their conversation. `` I 've been trying to get Mom in the gym more often. But you ; wow. Gorgeous. ``

His female parent joined his side. `` Of course she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glance over her body. It was mildly inappropriate, but given the character of congeneric she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - charwoman only. Collin suggested she 'd let fun. In Truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mother and Son who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd couple out. Time apart to process it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a dress just in compositor's case. A full cousin picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her acquaintance Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting side by side to Collin on the sofa. `` How are thing with your mom ? ``

'' Uh, fine. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the mommies at the reunion have very limited relationship with their son. ``

'' How did you know that they - I mean, maybe, that 's the way it seemed. ``

'' Everyone here does it, '' Bella said. `` Including us."

"Huh ?"

The sis traded looks, stood, and undressed. Collin's mouth hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of woman, one of them he never saw before, sit and beverage in the loud night club. He had it all planned out. He'd ingest them one-by-one, two at a time if potential, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear incoming. He watched the grandiloquent one, Cindy, thinking that he might have difficulty with her.

He waited and waited, his circumstances finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too shut to him. Ronnie wrapped his Brobdingnagian arms around them, pulling them out of the back room access, his hands over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the spinal column of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow queer, calling their missing full cousin on the phone. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from rear end, his mitt over her mouth, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

He waited and used his Taser on the quarter and fifth womanhood when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the vertebral column threshold and found the 6th and final woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin-german was ok. They told her they'd be properly back.

"Care to dance ?"Ronnie smiled, extending his helping hand to Cindy.

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his hawkshaw through his trunks."Aww, come on."

"There's zippo you have that will do me any trade good,"Cindy glanced to his crotch, grabbed her purse and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her human knee, in an alleyway outside the ball club, feeling her body overtaken by electricity. She shook, her eyes rolled into the back of her nous, she drooled. The but thought on her mind was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't convulse and thresh about like the others. He made the misapprehension of letting go of the gun trigger to inspect her. Cindy sprung up, her paw to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the face of a wild animal ; an brute he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

She released her grip around his throat and fell to her knee once more. She blacked out and convulsed on the undercoat, unconscious. Ronnie coughed and rubbed his throat, trying to get air back into his lungs.

'' Ah shit, '' he caught his breath.

He checked his surroundings, bent down, and scooped Cindy up.

'' Damn, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the muckle of women in the book binding of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and carpus bound and tied. She was in a rundown office ; the only light source was moonlight shining down from a hole in the cap on the other English of the role window.

Cindy counted six big dog crate. Four of them had women, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrist and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an hollow one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was discharge too. Its inhabitant was outside the office, on the mesa, synodic month luminousness shining down on her, as huge, muscular opprobrious man raped her.

The screams shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each time Ronnie slammed his stopcock into her cousin-german she screamed out.

"Has he done this to all of you ?"Cindy whispered. She was met by a tranquilize yes from the corner crate.

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin-german belly laugh. She was bent grass over the mesa, Ronnie right hand behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, birl her around, punching her across the face. Ronnie threw her over his shoulder and headed for the office. It was Cindy's turn.

"Good, you're awake,"Ronnie grunted seeing Cindy back away, standing against the wall. Ronnie put her cousin back in her crateful and moved toward Cindy, his big nut liberation dangling below his rod.

He backhanded Cindy across her face, cutting her lip. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her out of the room.

"You fought back. I'm going to be extra hard on you,"Ronnie turned her around, pushing her down on the table.

Cindy said nix, she didn't scream, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain. She observed a small-scale desk in the recess. She was able-bodied to make out role of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a wickedness thud next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing R-2 next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sort for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a architectural plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the prick, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and recollective. Moonlight disappeared behind swarm. Cindy heard nose drops getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain drop curtain Din Land on her book binding. Then another and several Sir Thomas More falling through the jam in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. feeling decent. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. Sir Thomas More rainfall drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her topper to crowd back against his incessant thrusts.

"You like it, squawk ?"Ronnie asked, stew and now rain drops falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"commodity. I'll make you all forget your sons. It'll just take clock time,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah shit, that's it baby, palpate that hawkshaw owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it surd ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her rachis. Rain pouring in now.

"Yes !"Cindy cried out."Fuck me !"

He went on for ten more second, thrusting in and out of her. Her pussy was wet now, but not from thinking of Ronnie, but what she'd do to him if freed.

"Ow, ow, my wrists,"Cindy complained.

"You want that rope loosened. I'll be right back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gawk pussy.

"Hey,"she stopped him."Remove the forget me drug and I'll let you fuck me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his judgment he'd kill her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his headway bringing him for a tenacious, knockout kiss, making bill of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the floor nearby.

She wrapped her subdivision and stage around him and he reentered her. They kissed while he bounced her up and down, the rain coming down hard on them now. Cindy decided to do something she hadn't done since she was married - fake an orgasm.

Cindy put on a display too. She flailed backward, screaming with bullshit pleasure as loudly as she could. The pelting poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

"Yes ! Yes !"Cindy cried. She rolled off the table, Ronnie sliding out of her, pretending to be in some sort of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the puppet, tucking it under her body.

"I've seen that many times, not as wild as yours, but still good,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her front crawl to his wad of clothes.

"shoot a break, I'll keep on going in a petty bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his wearing apparel, feeling around in the darken corner for something. She found a remaining Taser in his pants.

"Hey, what are you doing ? Let's get you back over here,"Ronnie made his way to her.

Cindy shot the Taser, but only half of the two barbs hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his knees. Cindy made her way to the role, her finger on the gun trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the room, opening dog crateful, cutting rophy as fast as she could. Cindy freed her full cousin just in time for them to ambush Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyze or unconscious.

The pile of women was pummeling, beating Ronnie, cussing him out. Cindy pulled each of them off him, kicking him, screaming at him, one-by-one. He was left with a bloody nose and a busted lip.

'' Go ! Get aid ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to come up with us ! ``

'' Find help ; get home to your son. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her cousin 's shoulder. `` They love and need their mom, just like you love and need them. ``

She turned to Ronnie. He was getting up, wincing in pain.

'' Go ! '' she yelled over her shoulder joint. `` It 's my turn. ``

Ronnie threw a punch, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the same. On the tertiary plug Cindy caught his clenched fist with her hand. She reared back with her devoid manus as hard as she could and force her fist into Ronnie 's ribs. She heard a crack.

The next sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain, then gasping for air, from his break out rib. He was on his genu, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie Australian crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a poke. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a deep breath, gathering as much air as the pain would countenance, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his attack coming. She did n't have sentence to see Ronnie 's following attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending oxygen to his muscles, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his vast shoulders.

She landed directly on the assume down, discredited surface area of the floor. All 150 pounds of brawn of the six-foot-tall woman crashed through it and fell to the first floor near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the kettle of fish, barely capable to make out her consistence in fetal position.

He fell to his knee joint once more, in torment. `` I 'm going bury that bitch. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel stairs. He grabbed his power shovel, then a deal full of Cindy 's hair. `` Bury this bitch, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious mind body out into the mud, toward the graves he dug earlier.





-11-

Bea and Bella were on either slope of Collin, naked, sharing ice cream, taking a break from their incestuous appearance. They occasionally fed him a bite.

"Hey, uh, it's getting variety belated. Shouldn't Mom be back by now ?"he asked.

"It's ok,"Bella patted Collin's thigh."They are probably having a great time."

"Yeah, maybe a little drunkenness, dancing, who knows. I'm sure enough she's amercement,"Bea added.

In that demand moment, Ronnie was pushing a miscellanea of soil and mud from the spate next to the grave onto to Cindy's dead body. He managed to cover her feet, legs, venter, chest with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered half her brass and had to block. The pain in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his human knee, the rain pouring down on him, and focusing on respiration. He was exhausted but his anger would beat back him to finish his task and get away.

Someone else's anger was driving them. Cindy's oculus opened in the grave accent. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his backrest to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy stain and mud, brushing it first away from her boldness, spitting some out of her mouth. She sat up in the grave, grease falling off her berm and breasts. With her early arm innocent now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to climb. Standing in the tomb, ignoring the pain in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up descent. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the grave. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught movement in his peripheral imaginativeness, turning to front her.

"No !"he reached for the power shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the weak swing with her flop hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the cheek, causing him trip up and downslope backward.

This was the point at which her rage truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the constabulary to come. Instead, she thought of this man's design to take her and others away from their sons. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the mortal she loved most, and Ronnie was going to get hold of her from him.

She circled him, planning her next move, the rain causing blood and mud to drip from her.

"Get up,"She ordered. Ronnie shook his head, backing away.

"I said get up !"Cindy pulled him to his feet.

"Just, just let me go,"Ronnie pleaded."You've won."

"No I haven't. Not yet !"Cindy kicked his knee in as hard as she could, causing it to invert. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the ground. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to stop. Cindy reached down, grabbing his left arm, flipping him on to his belly, and pulling his arm behind him. She pulled his immense arm as hard as she could."happy chance !"she ordered.

"jailbreak !"she grit her teeth and pulled his hired hand back toward his shoulder steel and beyond. Finally, she heard a cinch and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him pull himself along the mud with his working arm, inching along toward the shovel ; as if he could do anything now.

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to slam her clenched fist repeatedly into his fount. She was like some sort of cage combatant, except there was no reader to pull out her off him.

His intrude broke, his face and lips were cut, teeth were knocked out, his optic cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's metacarpophalangeal joint seared with pain in the ass, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the sides of her fists onto his face, throat, and chest over and over. She was like a chimpanzee that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to take her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stump her heels into Ronnie's body as hard as she could. She heard Sir Thomas More jest at crack. She saw him vomit More blood line and the subject of his gut. His consistence was a low lot of pulp. She stood over his cheek, now totally unrecognisable, and brought her stifle up as eminent as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his typeface with all her might. Cindy pulled her blackguard out of what remained of his face. Her and his rip covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his breast still, and felt the cult subside. Thunder and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her breath."piece of tail you."

She went to her knees, and then rolled to her back in the mud, exhausted. She heard enchantress in the aloofness. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that night in the rainfall, she killed a man with her bare hands.

The sirens grew louder and louder with each second. She closed her middle thinking of Collin. She'd see him soon.

A second later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll want to stay back,"they pulled her away from Cindy.

"We told them everything, all about what he did here,"her cousin said while being pulled away. Cindy nodded and sat up. She pushed the EMTs away and stood. They draped a towel over her body.

"Ma'am we need to jibe you over,"one of them said.

Cindy didn't reply, instead walking toward a police force officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a instruction from you. We need to affirm your story with theirs,"he said.

"I understand that and I will cooperate. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few miles away. All I need is XV minutes. Let me shower and curb on him. You can drive me there and wait for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an officer too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a victim until today. Please, drive me to my son. Fifteen minutes. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the military officer trying his best not to glint at her bare body.

The officer looked around, looking to the other kidnap women. `` Alright. All their statement have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get assistance. I 'll ask you to your son, go ahead tick off on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. fifteen arcminute. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

She sat naked in the back of his car, warming herself with the EMT-provided towels.



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the midriff of the living room floor, scissoring in presence of Collin. His mouth open as he watched the sisters fuck.

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the trading floor for Collin. Their kissed ended and they sat next to him, naked, kissing his cheeks.

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

"I love her puss. I love your mom's too,"Bea said.

"Are you decent and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"Want to absorb his stopcock with me ?"Bella asked.

"Bella, no. Let's let his mom do that,"Bea said.

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

"It's charm, but Cindy should first, not us. Maybe we can after they get it on."

"Sure,"Bella shrugged."I could use a dip in the pond,"Bella spoke up."Want to skinny dip with us ?"

"Uh, no thanks, I'm going to wait for Mom to get here."

"What a sweetie,"Bella kissed his cheek and hopped off the couch.

"Two women, babe, au naturel and wanting you to go weedy dipping. You'd rather wait for your mother,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

She joined Bella, grabbing her hand, heading out back for a dip in the pool.

Collin sighed, trying to calm his erection. His egg hurt from the incestuous display Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few here and now later, his business was relieved. A tall, naked, fit woman, her haircloth damp, her peel muddy and bloody, practically burst through the social movement doorway."My way. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly propel by him. Cindy went straight to her cascade, washing off dirt and rakehell. She only had fifteen transactions to tally on Collin. The officer waiting in the private road would come to the room access when time was up.

Cindy took ten minutes to wash off herself. It was alright - she only needed five minutes with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the shower and bathroom, soaking wet, not bothering to dry off.

"Mom, are you -"Collin stood to greet her. He was interrupted by her mouth on his.

"Undress,"she said, after a passionate candy kiss, pulling his shirt off.

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few minutes to show you how practically I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her berm. She helped him jerk his short circuit off, not bothering with any foreplay.

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could pace out of his short and boxers. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his brass. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The just thing she thought of was how a lot she loved him and how horrible it would've been if they were separated forever - like what Ronnie intended to do.

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the base of his erect dick, holding it to the entrance of its soon-to-be home."I love you."

With that she impaled herself on his turncock, coming down on him with all her consistency weight, sending his cock as late as it could go. Cindy nearly passed out.

She saw her son looking at her, a look of shock desegregate with pleasure on his brass. Cindy was trembling, heart racing, having worry breathing.

"Y-yes,"she struggled to whisper. She felt Christ Within building inside her.

She lifted off her son, and impaled herself again."Yes,"she said a little louder.

Once more than she squatted up and came down on his pecker."Yes !"she cried out, the light-headed inside her growing more and more, spreading to every part of her trunk, radiating warmness and pleasure.

"Yes !"she screamed out. She was cumming.

She squatted a couple more times, her integral body felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's expression, unable to breathe or speak.

It grew and grew. The impulse, throbbing feeling, like magma pushing out of a volcano. Her orgasm erupted.

"C, Co,"she gasped for air, euphory setting in.

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, delight flowing in every vena, the feeling of light pouring out of her body.

With one final exam loud, soulful moan, Cindy ejaculated, squirting and spraying her juice all over Collin.

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her body feeling like jelly.

It was so quick. Cindy climaxed so quickly with him, just like she did the moment she birthed him all those years ago.

Collin gulped, the feeling was perplex, and he almost came from it, but he somehow, miraculously didn't.

"Wow,"he breathed. His mother let out another long moan.

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their time was up - at least for a few minute. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police military officer banging on the front door."I have to go,"she said in between kisses."I love you so much."

Collin sat up, bringing her with him, still kissing."I love you too."

"I don't know if I can fend. Or walk."

"Mom, I'll help,"he said. Cindy rolled off him, his tool popped out of her.

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and shorts, having worry standing as well.

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

"Mmm, I can't. I can't,"Cindy moaned, rubbing herself all over.

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his stomach and thorax while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

"When I get back, you're mine. I need you in me,"Cindy said. Collin nodded, pulling her to her human foot. They kissed once more, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some drawers and a T-shirt, and then helped her take the air out. He propped her against the front man door, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The bell rang, he knocked again.

"Go, I'll be here for you when you get back,"Collin said.

"Can't wait."

She opened the threshold, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her lover. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a aspect and walked her to the dorsum of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire body was in pain from her gloam and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An minute after the issue of climaxing for the beginning time in over eighteen year had worn off, the painful sensation started to return. Her hired hand hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had signs of a minor concussion.

Cindy gave her tarradiddle to the constabulary ; it was the same as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could receive help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper hand. She woke up in a grave with grease on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police force needed to make out. She left out one point of how good it felt hearing his bones shot or seeing his aspect turn into an unrecognizable mess.

Several witnesser at the guild were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's suspicious behavior.

She thanked the officeholder for letting her substantiation on Collin. She uncharacteristically gave him a hug. He cleared his throat and awkwardly patted her back. Cindy was in the best mood she's ever been in.

When Cindy was dropped off by the officer, she opened the front doorway, Bella and Bea were kissing on the couch ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in boxershorts and a T-shirt, sat up in bed."Everything ok ?"

"Perfect. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat next to him, grabbing his hired hand."I mean about former. About us having sex."

"right field. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda agile though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you cogitate you and I could proceed doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his centre landing on her smiling,"I think we could."

"Wonderful. I'm going to shower down again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be right out. We'll take it real slow this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his impertinence and made her way to the bathroom. She undressed without closing the doorway. Collin watched her fret up behind the clear shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her work force lead over her fit body and declamatory breasts.

Cindy dried off this time. There was no urgency to insure on her son, to show him how much she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

Collin looked her up and down. She played with his pilus, standing before him.

"Are you in pain ?"he asked."You have some track and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be ok. Feel detached to snog my wounding if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to snog on these,"Cindy cupped her knocker."Then lick their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a feeling, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some point I may toss you to those brute - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his hands, placing them on her tummy."Relax, explore. We didn't get a chance earlier ; I was pressed for metre. I really needed you though. I still do."

Cindy moved his hands up her toned midsection to her chest."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

"We are ?"Collin glanced to her cheek, still massaging her breasts.

"Yep. We'll live here with them for a while. Maybe even stay with our relation some. Since they are all like this,"Cindy gestured to herself and Collin.

She felt her soundbox tingle when Collin rubbed her teat. He licked his sassing as he did."Go ahead. sucking them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his head word, arching her back.

When his mouth made tangency with her knocker, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her centre fluttered, her cervix arched, she moaned,"He's estimable than everyone at that."

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a pap out of his mouth.

"I said you're substantially than everyone that has sucked them."

"But I'm not doing anything. Am I ? Just licking and sucking."

"I know,"Cindy smiled."Get naked, please."

Cindy went to her back. Collin, now nude, started with her feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her legs, kissing her inner thighs.

"It's yours,"Cindy said, spreading her stage, revealing her pussy."Eat it as long as you want. If I squirt again, don't be afraid."

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily plunk in, licking and eating out her puss. Cindy orgasmed various clip in that many proceedings. Each fourth dimension she sprayed her juice all over her son's typeface. Collin laughed, his brass drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her tummy, breast, neck, finding her mouth. She loved the preference of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one purpose, to satiate her with his source, Collin entered her. Cindy came within second base again, Collin a little later. When he ejaculated, his rooster pumping her replete of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eyes, their cries of pleasure heard throughout the house.

Collin rested. They said nothing, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was gear up to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from behind, giving her another orgasm.

He paused when he entered her, running his script all over her back. Cindy looked over her berm at him, another climax on the way. She didn't see the solution to her problem, she didn't see the one man that could make her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any person in the world.

Her younger, marvellous man smiled at her and bent over to buss along her back.

He went to one human knee, grabbed her hips and mated with a skinny unremitting climaxing cleaning lady - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the side by side day.

When they woke up, there was a distinction, written by Bea, saying they were at the beach and breakfast was in the refrigerator to warm up up.

They made love in the exhibitor, dried off afterward and finally put some clothes on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

Cindy and Collin held hands, walking into the living room.

"Well ?"Bea asked."I take it those orgasms we were listening to all night weren't faked, right ?"

Cindy smiled, blushed, and kissed Collin on the cheek.

"We're going to attend out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner party there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the happy couple.

This sentence Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the other mom and son couples that lived there. Cindy's hand rested on Collin's second joint, with his arm around her, just like her cousins did with their sons.

Everyone was ok. There were youngster accidental injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner, Cindy led Collin behind the theatre to sop up his cock. She was on her knees, slobbering all over his dick, when a first cousin walked in on her.

"Oops, I'm sorry ! Carry on,"she said, leaving them be.

After Collin's middle fluttered, his putz shooting its lading down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her sassing and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too a lot, got naked and jumped into the swimming consortium. Her son followed wooing. Soon the other mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some reluctant, joined too.

Cindy removed her top, flung her bra off, and stood, extending her bridge player."Want to ?"

"Oh, no that's fine, I'm good,"Collin looked behind her, seeing the house, masses that neither he nor his mother knew too well, playing, laughing, kissing.

"We'll get to fuck them better. They're kinsperson after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shortstop and flip-flop. Collin watched her dive into the pool.

One of the early sons found her when she emerged from the below the airfoil. He tickled her position, then playfully cupped her breasts. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

He swam to the puddle's bound, squeezing and sucking on Cindy's tits.

"Uh oh, Collin, better come rescue your mom,"he called over his shoulder."I might not give her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the pool. He laughed, ineffective to resist her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the other son said, handing Cindy over to Collin, his own mother finding him.

"make-believe It's just you and me in here,"Cindy straddled him. Collin held her up and they began kissing - just like the early couples.

The pool died down, there was no more performing and splashing. The only phone heard was kissing, moaning, and mother on their Logos. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to love bread and butter here,"Cindy said before kissing him passionately.

"I think so too, Mom,"Collin ended the osculation. Cindy and son gazed lovingly into one another's heart.

The end .